the accident

as some of you might know I tried to rescue the bunny named Ragnar from neglect and made a comic based on that (he later got a home) . Ramsey accidentaly became pregnant by Ragnar after he got out of his cage and did his "thing" and it didn't help that Ramsey was in heat and horny af, anyway

thought I'd introduce the kits and tell a little about how everything went down.

Ramsey gave birth in front of me at noon, I only checked the kits every morning to see if their bellies were round, which they weren't the first 3 days. Her milk was late and I bought some kitten formula to feed the kits but I had accepted that they probably wasn't going to survive since it was hard hand feeding them. One died after crawling out of the nest looking for mom, it freezed to death.

Luckily her milk came later that night as I let a kit suckle on her. After that Ramsey did her duty and fed her kits every night until one morning I woke up from the kits screaming in distress. Ramsey was biting them and digging them out of her nest, I separated them and some of them had injuries on their toes but nothing fatal. I tried to reintroduce them several times but Ramsey would just attack again.

I instead whenever it was feeding time held Ramsey against my lap and help two kits at a time to let them feed on her, which worked well.

but then when the kits were 3 weeks old Ramsey became ill and limped, her udder was smelling bad and was warm and wet.
I took her to the vet and she had mastit, infection in her udder, they operated on her. After all this I suspect that at the time she dug the kits from her nest was the time she started to feel that she had an infection and was going to "start over" 

operation went well but she has only four nipples now, doesn't bother me, kinda cute after all

kits were already eating hay so I gave them formula but the most important period of their feeding was over so there was no worries, I even managed to learn them to drink the formula directly from a bowl so they could stop whenever they felt full.

But there was more tragedies, one of the blue babies died after my little sister went into my room without permission and took them all out, she placed him on my bed and he fell and broke his neck, I have difficulty liking kids

some weeks later I came home and the last blue baby was dead in the cage, I didn't understand why, I buried him and came home and let the babies roam the floor, then I saw that the black female "lil mama" walked strange, as if her balance was off and it became worse and worse and in like 20 minutes she was laying down and couldn't get up, she became paralyzed somehow. I petted her and watched as she died, when she took her last breath she gave a squeaking noise and then stopped breathing. It was a hard thing to witness, so innocent, just wanted to run around, explore and then she died in a horrible way, scared. I researched and it could be some kind of passive parasite that becomes active when stressed and makes the babies paralyzed. I don't know...

left were Don, a black male with the same fur-type as his dad and Vida, the runt with the white nose

They now each has a home and I get updates which makes me happy 

the whole thing was a rollercoaster of emotions and draining since I almost worked everyday and as soon as I came home I had to feed Ramsey antibiotics and feed all the kits the formula. 

I sometimes still think about the kits that didn't make it and feel so sorry for them, they weren't planned but I wanted them to live